Tuesday, January 29, 2008

We all start off life like some kind of sea monster crawling out of our mother's vagina

You pluck a cell of you and filled it with yolk.mixing your father and mother into it.

then life's hunger to move beyond youentices you to strip bare in front of an alien human a strangeropen your mouth to himsuck on his spitsuck on his tongue inside your mouthsuck on his cock inside your pussy.the things we piss withswallow his spitdrive him bodily crazy enoughso his loins cough up living cells of himselfinto youand your vagina sucks them up and swallows them!

swimming vermin of himselfmixed memories of HIS father and mother in YOUR private bedroomprivate act!

to suck his living vermin deeper within you,life hammered orgasms into youno chance to think twice about this deadly act nowinviting danger into your innardsyou do NOT own your own body, life does..you're only one stopping point on a journey billions of years oldit's marching through you right nowboots pounding with every beat of its heart

You call them to swim deeperthey race with each otherfight with each otherthey swim long in your sea like Beowulf and Breccatill they land on the yolky shore of your eggself exhaustedShe chooses only one, and she EATS himNow, she, a parasite in your belly, ready to killhas a parasite in her, ready to killor createthe days will tell.

And when his other swimming selves die, you expell them!

and what IS that parasite in your belly?the lucky one.is it a person?is she a person?she's a mushroom!swells to some jelly fish thingfolds up into a worm

and there,with that ad hoc assembly of memoriesof your motherand his fatherand his motherand your father...

the two of you had sloppily picked parts from eachlike some kind of Dr. Frankenstien..

and you sewed them into her, crazy quilt

she almost screws up!she almost folds up into a cretin and dies!like her brother did (and you expelled him)and you didn't even know..

such are new beginnings

but she ripples into a fish finallyswimming in your watery wombbehind your belly button memory of your mother.

not really a fish,she's got gills, but they don't work!she can't breath in there!there's no krill in your wombsea for her to eat!

do something!

weave yourself deep to herbleed into her and let her bleed into you.she almost killed ya, didn't she?

are you guys one or two?

Is she human YET?

no, now she's a newt.now, a mouse!now some kind of scratching puppy thing with a big head...

Now it's time to let her out.Time to tear that weaving apart.time to tear half yourself from yourself again,let her be her

now it's time to open yourself uplet her crawl through your vaginadragging your shared blood out with her

the two of you wrestleshe's tied to youblood to you

you've got to turn yourself inside out!heave!wrestle all nightmaybe you hate her for a momentdump out your wombwatersfinally tear that bloodweaving placenta from youpush her into the world all bloody and slimyand she almost kills you again!